A few days ago I woke up with a new red rash on my stomach and blisters.  I am thinking after getting some wisdom from my ailing mother that I have Shingles.  It's like a bad joke, seriously.  Last night was a horrible night of sleeping, I can't explain it exactly but it's extremely hard to sleep through excruciating pain.  I'm thankful that I am sleeping but the sleep is odd when you are hurting.  It literally was almost impossible to force myself up and to move. If it wasn't for needing to run to the restroom I wouldn't have gotten out of bed at all.  I will forge on as I have work to do and a business to run.  I think this is what keeps me moving.  Seriously though, it's going to be an extremely long hard day.